User blog comment:Nikolai Banks/Gangs, Tribes And Clans Of Redwall/@comment-3135907-20110817203406

Rig the searat and his contingent have arrived at the South Ford and rejoined with Rakkler, a fellow rat and scout companion of Rig. "Hoi," he whispers after the whole group have concealed themselves in the bushes, "I saw that stoat and the other slay the fox, they got two big chests, fulla gold an' jewels I'm guessin', from wot the fox said."
 * "Right, mate," says Rig. "Yew take Swigur and Scribba, and Mogud too. Pick off a few sentries if'n ya want, then carry those chests as quiet as yer can, back 'ere t' us. Say "Griblad" if'n yer needs `elp, `cos `e'll be waitin' wid Gripey and Clov be'ind yonder elm. `Kay?"
 * "Righty, Rig!" Rakkler takes the fox and rat indicated, Swigur & Scribba, and heads off through the tall grass toward (formerly the fox's) gang.